Sparrow Scribe Says: The Singing of Exciting Tale by The Nappy Nightingale

She is the softest sing. The softest feather. The softest of Nightingale.

She stares at the horizon, she smiles and writes a redemption of forgotten passion and buried dreams. Like a pat on the back, she sings her song out. Letting the whole kingdom to fathom that, ‘Everything is going to be alright’.

But, is it?

That is the question of everyone. Even of the Nappy Nightingale herself. But the time that we all start to doubt, all the mistrust should be turned into a challenge. A challenge to believe, to try to make it all right again. Nothing can stop her to sing and to play the string of hopefulness and gratefulness.

“Stop trying to calm the storm,” she pleads,

“Calm yourself as the storm will pass,” she continues as tears trickle down the cheeks.

Because you are more than just a survivor, and what you did to stay alive is what makes you who you are today. Make your life into what you think will excite you and have you looking forward to waking up tomorrow morning with an assured smile. Even as she departs, she leaves trails of a frail yet faithful smile behind.

Then there is calm, there is the sound of her music as the wave keeps coming to kiss the shore goodnight.